Vila Prudente

When I leave the hustle and bustle of the city,
It's to Vila Prudente that I go,
For better or for worse, I won't talk about quality,
It's from Vila Prudente that I am.

(Repeat the first verse)

I've been living in the village for so many years,
Since when the old tram didn't go past the station,
Since when those poor streets,
Were simple and barefoot, like me standing on the ground...

(Repeat the first verse)